Crafting an Immortal Race with Daily Hexagrams

This figure is Zhang Zeduan.

At this moment, Zhang Zeduan’s entire body was bound by a chain burning with dark purple flames, and his spiritual power was trapped inside by the strange red glow emitted from a lantern above his head, which continuously flowed with dark red blood.

The dark purple flames on the chain were extremely odd, burning his flesh on one hand, yet swiftly healing the wounds on the other.

Such cruel torture left Zhang Zeduan mentally exhausted and very disheveled.

A formidable cultivator in the Nascent Soul True Monarch Realm suffering such misery also indirectly proved Xu Xiu’s strength.

”How is it?”

”Anything you want to tell your master?”

”We’ve been master and disciple for a journey; I don’t want to force you. Speak out, and I’ll give you a quick end, letting you pass on peacefully.”

”Otherwise, you’re aware of your master’s methods. Burning Soul Netherworld Flame is just an appetizer...”

Zhang Zeduan slowly lifted his head, his only remaining eye carried a hint of mockery, ”Old bastard, if you have the guts, do it like you did to Senior Brother back then, and let me be completely annihilated!”

”A little torture is nothing to me.”

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiu laughed instead of getting angry.

He stood up slowly, walked with his hands behind his back to Zhang Zeduan’s front, and sighed, ”I heard back then you personally went to find Tianxing for a small Golden Core Immortal Sect in the Southern Border, begging the Shen Family to spare that Huangsheng Sect?”

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zeduan’s eyes trembled, then he sneered coldly, ”What, the Great Prosperity True Monarch, planning to deal with a group of ants personally?”

”That Huangsheng Sect was just a small force I agreed to care for secretly for an old acquaintance.”

”After all these years, what I owed has mostly been paid back. Do you think using them could threaten me?”

Xu Xiu gently shook his head.

”Of course, your master knows those people in Huangsheng Sect don’t matter much to you.”

”However...”

His palm exuded a strong spiritual charm, Xu Xiu slowly extended his hand into the void in front.

The next moment, as his hand retracted, a figure struggling violently was dragged out from the void by him.

This person was a Golden Core Elder from Danzhou Celestial Monarch Mountain, Zhang Jingqing, who had once helped the Shen Family refine magical artifacts!

As a Golden Core realm cultivator, Zhang Jingqing was originally practicing meditation within the Celestial Monarch Mountain.

A terrifying giant hand ignored the Mountain Protection Array of Celestial Monarch Mountain, suddenly appearing above the mountain and directly captured him.

In the void, Zhang Jingqing, whose body was confined, struggled fiercely but still couldn’t mobilize any spiritual power inside.

”Master knows you once had an ill-fated relationship with that woman from Huangsheng Sect.”

”That woman gave birth to a son for you before she died.”

”To protect her, you spared no expense to travel from the vast seas to Danzhou and placed him in Celestial Monarch Mountain.”

”So is that child from back then?”

Listening to Xu Xiu, Zhang Jingqing’s eyes widened in the void.

He didn’t recognize the two people in front of him.

He could only vaguely feel the terrifying power of the white-robed old man who grabbed him from Danzhou.

At least he must be an old monster in the Nascent Soul True Monarch Realm.

And on the other side, the pitiful old man similarly bound by the terrifying chains suspended in the air left him with no impression.

But at such a close distance, he could indeed sense a very special aura exuding from the old man, evoking a fondness in his heart.

”Old dog!”

”Let him go!”

Zhang Zeduan suddenly roared in anger and struggled desperately, ”If anything happens to him, I assure you, you’ll never set eyes on the Immortal Mansion in this lifetime!”

Zhang Zeduan’s reaction clearly proved that Xu Xiu’s earlier words were true.

Zhang Jingqing from Celestial Monarch Mountain was indeed the illegitimate child from his affair with the female cultivator of Huangsheng Sect.

”Still dare to threaten me?”

Upon hearing this, Xu Xiu’s face cooled.

He flicked his fingers, and a shooting light instantly struck Zhang Jingqing’s arm.

Without any sound, Zhang Jingqing’s arm struck by the shooting light suddenly began to be slowly disintegrated by a bizarre force!

First the flesh, followed by the bones.

Zhang Jingqing didn’t even feel any pain, just watched his arm gradually disappear.

”Take your time, no rush.”

”The Disintegration Power needs at least a quarter of an hour to completely destroy his body.”

”I can wait.”

After gently smiling, Xu Xiu slowly sat down on the bluestone where he often fished, leisurely retrieved the Ink Bamboo Fishing Pole, placed some bait, and gently cast it into the stream.

By this time, Zhang Jingqing’s entire arm had already been completely disintegrated by that bizarre spirit light.

The shooting light was spreading toward his torso.

Watching his flesh disappear piece by piece, Zhang Jingqing’s inner panic was evident as his eyes widened.

At this moment, even though he still felt somewhat bewildered, he understood that this leisurely fishing old man was using his life to threaten another elderly person who seemed to be his ’father’.

”Old dog!”

”Hurry and let him go!”

”If you have the guts, come at me!”

Xu Xiu didn’t respond to him, just sat quietly, his gaze fixed on the fishing line in the gurgling stream, seeming to have gained a lot of patience suddenly.

Zhang Zeduan’s single eye kept looking at Zhang Jingqing being slowly disintegrated on the opposite side, anxious expression filling his eyes.

Although Zhang Jingqing had never met this so-called ’father’, the blood ties made him understand that the elderly man similarly trapped must be his biological father, undoubtedly.

Returning his father’s gaze, Zhang Jingqing’s previously chaotic heart suddenly grew much calmer.

His body was confined, Zhang Jingqing couldn’t speak, but responded to his father with his eyes.